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Life Beyond the Grave 



BY 

EMILY L. FISCHER 

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many of my acquaintances who are interested 
either directly or indirectly in Psychic Research. 
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CHAPTER I. 

INTRODUCTORY. 



nN order to be permitted to view the beauties 
of the Astral World one must live according 
to the teachings of Christ who was the wisest and 
most Divine Philosopher and Healer this world 
has ever known. 

The words of Jesus, upon which one should 
meditate in order to become Psychic, will be 
found at the back of this article, other quotations 
that were of great value to me in my Spiritual 
development will be found in the same place. 

Those of my readers who desire to become 
Psychics of great note should read, study and 
live according to the teachings set forth in Heart 
and Soul Culture, for one must become as a little 
child in order to visit the Astral Plane. 

The garden of the mind is next in beauty to 
the Astral World, if it is peopled by pure, unselfish 
thoughts, but this garden in order to be beautiful 
must be carefully weeded from hour to hour. 
One should search diligently for the mental weeds 
known as fear, remorse, revenge, regret, anger, 
hatred, untruthfulness, jealousy and worry of all 
kinds. These weeds are of rapid growth and have 
been known to spring up over night, and if over- 



4 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

looked will poison the atmosphere of the mental 
garden and the more delicate virtues may be 
crushed and overgrown by the poisonous weeds 
until the mind may develop into a place where 
such ideas as suicide and murder may find a 
lodging place. On the other hand, if well cared 
for, the mental flowers known as love, hope, 
patience, charity, forgiveness, sympathy, truthful- 
ness, honesty, reliability and industry will yield 
you compound interest in the Bank of Heaven, 
for the Angels never forget a kind or generous 
act done by anyone who loves God well enough 
to love his neighbor as himself. 

Thought is the only gardener of the mind and 
thought is everything and the only true builder 
of character. The power of thought can be seen 
by comparing the thoughts of a man when he is 
living a wicked life, with the thoughts of the same 
man after he sees and lives the truth which makes 
him whole through thought alone. This proves 
that thought makes the man, not man the 
thought. 

Take for example the man addicted to strong 
drink. He thinks the taste of liquor is delightful; 
he thinks he could not live without it. He likes 
the aroma of sin which distinguishes the saloon 
from any other place. He thinks the ragged, half- 
starved men he meets in the saloon are all right, 
and he laughs and enjoys their silly conversation, 
and considers the man who will treat him until 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 5 

he becomes thoroughly intoxicated his very best 
friend. He hears sermons on the curse of drink 
or rum, and ridicules the orator. He burlesques 
the prayers of his mother, wife or sister and defies 
their tears. 

This same man in his unhappy home, from 
which rum has driven his heart-broken wife and 
half-starved children, sits with his head in his 
hands, the very picture of despair. A pure 
thought, which is the only angel of God, who 
goes to all alike, enters the room calling the man 
by name — "John, what a foolish man you have 
been! Will you not quit the path of sin before 
it is too late?" With a shudder he pauses and 
thinks he sees the precipice of sin over which he 
will shortly be dashed. 

Suddenly through his mind runs the thought, I 
can be a man — I will be a man. From that 
moment his eyes are opened he sees the terrible 
demon of rum in its true sense. He shuns his 
old companions and regards the man who tempts 
him with the proffered drink as his worst enemy. 
He asserts his will-power; procures a position; 
wins back the confidence of all who knew him, 
and once trusted him, and in less than a year 
has his family and loved ones about him and 
becomes once more a happy man. 

This change has been wrought alone by thought, 
for the man is the one and the same man. He is 
simply living according to the thought uppermost 



6 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANS 

in his mind, that is the only difference. Some 
say they cannot change, and as long as they 
persist in saying "I can't" they cannot succeed in 
their undertaking, but if they will repeat over and 
over, I can and I will, they will grow the I-can 
and I-will brain cell so much needed in carrying 
out their good resolutions. This can be done by 
repeating over and over the words I can and I 
will, but the cell can be grown in time, just as 
water constantly dripping can wear away stone. 



CHAPTER II. 

PREVIOUS VIEWS OF LIFE. 



EFORE describing to you the beauty of the 
world beyond the grave, I must tell you 
something of my disposition and life before taking 
this journey, for I have never been the same since 
I gazed upon the world not made by hands. 

As a child I was meditative and loved every- 
thing in nature from a blade of grass to the most 
beautiful flower or bird. Many times I have laid 
my head on the grass and imagined it was talking 
to me. I was always cheerful, willing, obliging 
and ready to lend a helping hand to anyone. 
As I passed from girlhood into womanhood I 
expected to work out all the wonders of life by 
cause and effect, but when I found that innumer- 
able things, even life itself, had to be accepted 
without anyone being able to tell the reason of 
the Divine source, I grew skeptical and cast off 
all religious creeds, dogmas and superstitions and 
started out to live my own life according to the 
dictates of my own heart. 

I attended Sunday-school at Grace Episcopal 
Church in Petersburg, Virginia, from five to seven 
years of age. My memory was good, for, although 
I could not read, I could recite the "Child's 



8 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANK 

Catechism" without a mistake. The pastor, Dr. 
Gibson, was very fond of me. He came into our 
class nearly every Sunday to have me answer the 
questions for him, then folded his hands on my 
head in silent prayer. The reason I relate this 
seemingly trifling occurrence is because I believe 
I owe my whole life to those prayers, for the 
"prayers of the righteous availeth much." I 
believe all I have been to humanity and all I 
ever will be is in answer to the noble prayers he 
prayed over me when I was a baby child. 

When I was seven years of age my mother, 
being a Presbyterian, sent me to her church. I 
made rapid progress there also, for at the age of 
ten years I received the "Story of the Bible" for 
reciting the "Shorter Catechism with the Script- 
ural Proofs. ' ' But my heart was with the Sunday- 
school of my infancy and whenever I chanced to 
meet Dr. Gibson he would shake hands with me, 
calling me his child, and on parting with me he 
would always say, "Emily you will be a good, 
great and glorious woman some day. " His words 
sunk into the sub-conscious mind and hung as a 
picture of the good, great and glorious on the 
wall of my young mind, and although I had cast 
aside all religious beliefs I endeavored to follow 
the beautiful characteristics of Christ and lived 
according to the Golden Rule. 

Things went well without a God until I married 
and the curse of drink entered my home. Acting 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 9 

upon reason alone we separated and finally the 
divorce court put an end to the once happy union. 

With hatred in my heart toward all masculine 
creatures I started out in the business world. 
Being educated, honest and reliable I found no 
trouble in procuring a position, but my sensitive 
nature caused me to resign one after another 
until finally I became miserable. It was all right 
to be without a God in sunshine, but now that 
the rainy weather had set in to whom could I 
turn for comfort? 

At last I realized I was powerless to rule my 
own life. I would lose my temper at the slightest 
provocation and drive from me the best of friends 
by unkind words. One day I reached out my 

hand to try to find the God in whom Dr. G 

believed and I cried out, Oh! God, if there be 
one, lead Thou me. From that moment every- 
thing of a worldly nature dropped from my mind. 
I lost all thought of fine dress, society, theatres, 
etc. I was seized with a desire to be to humanity 
what the April showers are to May flowers. I 
commenced studying suggestion and mental 
science in order to help weed out the garden of 
my mind which had become overrun with the 
mental weeds mentioned in the beginning of this 
article. 

Having completely obliterated the mental weeds 
with which my mind had been infected my health 
improved and I was soon in a position where I 



10 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

could help others who were sick, unhappy or 
unsuccessful, and the desire seized me to become 
a healer. With this desire in my mind and heart 

I called on a Miss C of Baltimore, who was 

at that time a healer and teacher of the Christian 

Science Church. I told Miss C that I had 

read and studied Mrs. Eddy's work, but I still 
believed in fresh air, sunshine and exercise, and I 
believed in using olive oil or any vegetable remedy 
that was harmless when I met a patient too 
material for me to reach by suggestion alone. I 

told Miss C that I would like to join her 

class and go through the complete course of study 
in order to obtain a diploma and be able to 

practice. To my surprise Miss C refused to 

teach me and informed me if I could cure disease 
without being a Christian Scientist I was a hyp- 
notist therefore I could not enter her class. 

Strange, this rebuke did not discourage me at 
all for I realized I was being led by the God in 
whom I had placed my hand over a year before 
that time, and evidently Christian Science was 
not the door through which I was to enter my 
life work. I kept up my study in therapeutic 
suggestion and psychology and cured everyone 
I could, free of charge, while I earned my living 
as a teacher of elocution and physical culture. 

Shortly after my visit to Miss C I saw in 

one of the Baltimore papers that a gentleman 
would like an educated woman to board his son 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANS 11 

of eight years of age and be a mother to the child. 
I answered at once and took the boy. 

The boy was weak mentally and physically and 
I knew this would afford me excellent practice as 
a healer of mind and body; so I looked upon him 
as a gift from God and I began my work with a 
strong will. In a year's time I had helped him 
wonderfully and I had learned to love him dearly, 
and he seemed to adore me. 

I took the boy in 1902, and in 1904 I opened a 
New Thought reading room at 505 North Second 
street, Camden, N. J. The room was an old hall 
over a bakery. At this time my name was Emily 
L. Neal instead of Fischer. 

In this room I received some very strange 
visitors and it was in this same place that my 
spirit friend first visited me. Now I will proceed 
to give you my experience without adding to or 
taking from it one word. 



CHAPTER III. 

THE MYSTERIOUS VISITOR. 



1^8 BOUT two months after I opened my read- 
Fail] ing room a gentleman about fifty years of 
age, wearing a gray mustache and a few gray 
whiskers on his chin, called on me one Sunday 
afternoon about 2.30 o'clock. He informed me 
that he had called to invite me to a lecture to 
be given on "Higher Spiritism, " by Madam . 



I do not remember her name because at that 
time I was so little interested in what he was 
saying to me. He said that the lecture would be 
at the Spiritualist Church, Twelfth and Thompson 
streets. 

I looked at him in surprise and told him that I 
could not think of doing such a thing for I did not 
believe in Spiritism, and in my opinion it was all 
a fake. He told me that I lived the Christ life 
and that I was already a Spiritualist although I 
was not aware of the fact. I laughed at him and 
told him that he was wrong, that I lived right in 
order that I might find no trouble to die right, 
that I had never seen an apparition of any kind 
and had not the slightest desire to be a medium 
between two worlds, that when I died I hoped to 
hear the words "Well done, thou good and faithful 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 13 

servant," and that I would perform the work 
assigned me in that world in the same manner. 

Finding that he could not influence me he said 
with tears in his eyes and a trembling voice, 
"May God be with you through what you are 
going to be called to pass." Then looking me 
straight in the eyes he said, "I was sent to tell 
you that in less than forty-eight hours you will 
have proof of Spiritism and that you will never 
succeed in your profession until you own by what 
force you alleviate suffering." I said, How can I 
own a force I do not possess? For I never saw a 
spirit or even heard an unaccountable noise in 
my life. He shook hands with me and left with 
the words "You will have proof within forty- 
eight hours." 

After he had gone I laughingly told my friends 
what he had said to me and asked them what 
next did they suppose I would meet in that read- 
ing room. 

Now while I did not believe one word he had 
said, I knew that the dear old gentleman was 
sincere and thoroughly believed every word he 
had uttered and was really grieved over what he 
imagined was going to befall me within forty- 
eight hours. 

At that time I was in the habit of spending 
from 2 p. m. to 2.30 p. m. each day in a state of 
meditation. So on the Monday following the old 
gentleman's visit I seated myself as usual in my 



14 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

rocker opposite the wall on which hung one of 
the thetascopes sent out in April, 1904, by the 
Order of the Iron Cross, Buffalo, N. Y. In the 
space at the top of the thetascope I had the word 
healer on which I was to concentrate until the 
black and white on the thetascope assumed a 
yellow cast. Well, I gazed as usual until the 
yellow appeared, but I gazed a while longer when 
I saw a thin vapor-like cloud between me and 
the wall upon which hung the thetascope. This 
frightened me because I thought I had ruined my 
eyes by gazing longer than I should at the theta- 
scope so I clapped my hands to my eyes and 
kept them closed for two or three seconds. 
When I removed my hands, there stood a woman 
wrapped in a beautiful snow-white drapery which 
wound gracefully around her ether-like pink- 
tinted body which seemed to be transparent or 
filled with air or ether for it floated two or three 
feet from the floor and the beautiful toes were 
exposed as the nebulous drapery floated. She 
had no wings, but the drapery hung like kimono 
sleeves and looked like wings, being even more 
enchanting than real wings would have been. I 
gazed and I would have been frightened to death 
if the words of the old gentleman had not come 
to me and I thought it was some of his faking. 
So when she offered her hand and said, "Come!" 
I commenced with my auto suggestion, I won't, 
I won't. To this she said, "You must come, you 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 15 

do not have to enter but you must look." I 
knew this would mean suspended animation if 
not death to me, so I said to her what will Edward 
think when he returns from school and finds me 
dead in my chair? To this she replied, "You will 
be back before that time." Then she took my 
hand and said, "Stop breathing." I obeyed and 
I felt myself going, I knew not whither. Imme- 
diately I was wrapped in the same nebulous 
drapery for I floated into space, and while I 
could not seem to see myself, yet as we turned 
to go I looked back at my body in the rocker 
and it was to all appearance as dead as it ever 
will be when it is dead, and that sight will never 
fade from my memory. 

When we started, doors, windows, locks were 
as nothing, for we knew no barriers, we soared 
above for a time but I have no idea whether 
we were gone ten minutes or thirty. When we 
approached the wonderful world a cloud-like 
curtain about as wide as five blocks of a street 
went up noiselessly and then its beauty did I 
behold. Words are inadequate to describe this 
heavenly beauty but I am going to tell you what 
I saw to the best of my ability. 

As I gazed with breathless awe, I was im- 
pressed first by the color of the light which over- 
shadowed the country, It was exactly like the 
beautiful red of our sun when it sets in the clouds 
in the form of a great crimson ball, but I did not 



16 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

see their sun, I only saw the sunlight as it fell in 
restful splendor on the pure, white streets. These 
walks wound about in a serpentine manner. The 
circles made by their winding were filled either 
by a fountain or a plot of flowers. The fountains 
were beautiful, the water rose to the greatest 
height and the sprays were so fine that it did 
not look like water, it looked like clouds or beau- 
tiful snow-white smoke. The flower plots were 
very, very large and looked like a large bouquet 
of flowers, so artistically were the colors blended. 
When I looked in wonder at the flowers she said, 
"These bloom perpetually," and this was 
the only explanation she gave me while we stood at 
the threshold of that glorious world. In this world 
were four classes of people and each class hovered 
a little higher than the other. They did not mix. 
One class wore the white robe like the one that 
came to take me away, and they hovered nearest 
to this world. The red-robed class came next; the 
purple-clad ones next; and the ones wearing the 
golden colored robes were higher and farther from 
this earth. The birds of that world were numerous 
and beautiful. In size they ranged from the little 
humming bird of the most brilliant coloring to 
the large white eagle with outstretched wings. 
The trees were all sizes, from the most minute 
to the tallest I ever saw, but strange to say the 
foliage was all the same. The leaves resembled 
the maidenhair, only the maidenhair sets up and 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 17 

this hung down in a lace-like manner which made 
the most sublime shade the human mind could 
conceive. 

While standing at the opening I was constantly 
pulling at her hand, begging her to take me back 
to my body in the chair. So as soon as I had 
viewed the beauty of this world of wonder she 
took me back. She said to my body in the 
rocker, "Breathe," and I took one long, slow, 
soothing breath and I was myself again; but, 
oh! so sick, just as though I was awaking from 
a drug of some kind, and it was three days 
before I was able to stand or take food. I sat 
in the rocker until 3.30 p. m. when the boy came 
home from school and then he went for a neighbor 
who assisted me to my bed and remained with me 
until I recovered from the effects of my journey 
beyond the clouds. 



CHAPTER IV. 

THE STATION BEYOND THE CLOUDS. 



BHIS place I viewed was not heaven, for 
there was not a mansion, not even a 
house. It seemed to be a world hanging in 
space, for I did not see anything except clouds, 
for it seemed to rest upon clouds and there was 
a beautiful sky above filled with the most charm- 
ing vapor-like clouds. It seemed to be a station 
where these people assembled to await commands, 
and many of them must have received messages 
while I stood at the entrance, for many of them 
disappeared into the glorious distance with the 
velocity of a meteor as it falls from the sky to 
the earth beneath. Everything was noiseless, 
calm and sublime as if everyone was in a state 
of meditation, but their faces wore the expression 
of love, sympathy and benevolence and all seemed 
divinely happy. 

I was puzzled in mind for two years to know the 
name of the country I had visited, and although 
she talked with me frequently, she never offered 
to take me with her again, nor did she materialize 
again, but I always knew her by her voice. Just 
before I went with her I had taken a patient who 
was suffering from partial paralysis of the right 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PI^ANE 19 

arm and being a writer it was a shocking loss to 
him in his business. I told this patient that I 
would make no charge, for I had never handled a 
case of the kind and I did not know whether I 
could cure him or not. I had given him several 
treatments and he seemed to be improving. I; 
continued treating him after I recovered from mvr 
visit to the world beyond. 

When the father of the boy came I told him of 
my wonderful and terrible experience. To my 
surprise he listened with interest to what I was 
telling him and he asked me to describe the 
woman to him. I told him she was a woman 
about five feet five inches in height, with beau- 
tiful, kind-looking eyes, which were of a gray 
color, and her hair was flowing down her back 
and the hair was between a drab and brown in 
color, a color I never remembered seeing before. 
He asked me if I thought I could recognize her 
from a picture. I told him certainly. He returned 
with the exact picture of the woman who had 
taken me away. This woman he informed me 
was Bertha, his second wife, who was a trained 
nurse, but she died suddenly eighteen months 
after he married her. She was the step-mother 
of the boy I had taken and had loved the baby 
boy devotedly. 

Well, this satisfied me on one point, and I felt 
glad that Bertha knew my boy and would help 
me to train him, in order to overcome his many 



20 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

bad traits that were alarming to me. So I loved 
and appreciated my new spirit friend, and, thank 
heaven, she is still my friend. 

Three weeks after my visit I felt a chilly feel- 
ing back of my right shoulder, as if of air in 
motion, and a voice I knew to be hers said, "Go 
to Norfolk, if you want to see an old friend of 
your childhood alive. Go and cure her." I 
replied, I have no money for a ticket. She said, 
"You will have it; stay three weeks," and with 
this she departed leaving me more puzzled than 
ever, but I went about my duties as usual. A 
few days elapsed and she came in the same way 
and said, "All is well by tomorrow 2.30 p. m.," 
and as that was the hour she took me away I 
became frightened and went upstairs and asked 
the lady to listen out for me the next day at 
2.30, and told her what I had been told by my 
spirit friend. She promised me she would do as 
I had requested her, but that if I did not stop 
that foolishness I would soon be in the insane 
asylum. 

When 2.30 p. m. arrived, instead of my spirit 
friend appearing, the door bell rang. I answered 
it. There stood a boy with a special delivery 
letter with a check from the man with the diseased 
arm, saying that he was well and sent this out of 
gratitude and wished he was able to make the 
amount five hundred dollars instead of the 
Inclosed amount. 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAI, PLANE 21 

Now imagine how I felt, I had the money and 
knew I must go to Norfolk, but she had not given 
me any name of the lady supposed to be sick. I 
think this had been neglected in order to try my 
faith. Nevertheless I paid up all my expenses a 
month in advance, closed the office with the 
following words on the door: "Will return in 
three weeks," bought tickets for the boy and 
myself and left for Norfolk, the home of my 
childhood and where my parents still resided. 
When we arrived unexpectedly and told my 
mother why and how we came, she simply said> 
"Well, I am delighted to see you, but please do 
not tell anyone that nonsense, for they will surely 
think that you are crazy." This of course con- 
veyed to me what she thought of us. 



CHAPTER V. 

A SPIRITUAL CURB. 



ASKED mother if she knew of any old 
lady who loved me when I was a child. 



She replied, "Mrs. Coke." Now that lady had 
been paralyzed for fifteen years. I could not 
believe it was her, but I went to see her and 
talked with her and massaged her, but at the end 
of two weeks the only difference in her condition 
was that she rested better than usual. Then I 
begged mother to sound her memory and she 
exclaimed, "Oh! Emmie, I know, old Mrs. 
Nunnally, but she has been in bed over a year 
with a cancer." Cancer! I exclaimed. How can 
I cure a cancer? Then that familiar voice whis- 
pered, "Go." I decided to go in the spirit and 
do or say whatever came to my mind, whether 
it sounded like the truth to me or not, that I 
would for once leave self out of the case entirely. 

I had not seen Mrs. N in fifteen years, so 

when my mother and I entered, Mrs. N 

almost screamed out, "Oh! Emmie, you here? 
What brought you? I have not seen you for 
years." I said I was sent here by my spirit 
friend, who made it possible for me to come, 



A VISIT TO TH3 ASTRAL PLANE 23 

and said I must go and cure you. Therefore I 

am here. Mrs. N looked at me with surprise 

and said, "I wish I had something that could be 
cured, but five doctors have failed to help me. 
Each pronounced it a cancer on my leg. " I said 
nonsense, don't you know a spirit would not say 
I could cure it unless it could be cured. I looked 
at it and will never forget the sight, but I said 
that is no cancer. It is a worry sore. Have you 
been worrying about anything? She looked up in 
surprise and said, " Oh! yes, I nearly died of worry 
when Mamie, my daughter, got angry with me 
and went to Europe to live without telling me 
good-bye or even letting me see her babies before 
she went." I explained to her how science had 
discovered that worry or anger could poison the 
blood, and she became convinced that the poi- 
sonous matter might have gathered in this one 
spot, forming the sore pronounced by doctors to 
be a cancer. I persuaded her to sit in her chair 
for a few minutes, which was the first time she 
had been up for several months. When we left 
she said she felt better and requested me to call 
again. I visited her every day until my time for 
returning to Camden arrived. The day before I 
left I explained the power of suggestion to her 
and asked her to think of me every morning and 
evening. This she promised to do. 

I had been in Camden only a few days when 
my friend called and said, "A prayer for Mrs. 



24 A VISIT to the; astral plank 

N , to pray at least once a day." I took a 

pencil in my hand and when she ceased to speak 
the prayer was written. I do not know whether 
she increased the speed of my writing or whether 
she wrote through me. I folded the paper. I did 
not read the prayer for it seemed it was strictly 

for Mrs. N , but what I remember of it was 

that it was a complete surrender of self to God 
and to His service. I mailed the prayer, and 

Mrs. N told my mother that the prayer 

covered everything she could wish to be for the 
remainder of her life and that she did not seem 
able to have the words leave her for one moment. 
I will here quote a few lines from a letter that 
I received from my mother about four or rive 
weeks after my return from Norfolk. "Well, I 

must first tell you about Mrs. N , she called 

to see me last Monday was a week. She inquired 
about you. She said, 'Mrs. Coleman, I know you 
are going to laugh at me, but you know Emmie 
told me to think of her every night and morning; 
and I thought of her almost all the time and do 
now, and my leg is just as well as it ever was, 
and God knows I never did anything but wash 
it in the carbolic acid water, just as I had done 
for the last year and a half, so I must believe it 
is Kmmie that has done it.' She said, 'She was 
so much better in health and did not feel half so 
blue.' Now, Emmie, I do hope you will keep 
that poor old thing alive for a good while yet 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 25 

on account of Tom's little children. She said to 
tell you Tom's throat was entirely well also. " 

When I read the above words I wept for joy, 
and this is only one of dozens of cases she has 
helped me to cure. My hands, through her 
power, are almost death to pain of any kind, 
and I have rubbed out so much that if I get a 
pain my friends exclaim, "Oh! are you not afraid 
it is some of the pains you have taken from 
others?" 



CHAPTER VI. 

NO FEAR OF PAIN. 



nDO not fear pain for as soon as she gets 
time to come to me she always tells me 
what to do and generally explains the cause, as 
she did the other day. I had suffered agony 
from a burning pain in my shoulder, it felt as 
though one was grinding a red hot wire into the 
joint. I exercised it, put hot cloths on it to no 
avail. Then I began to treat for a cold with like 
results. Finally I threw myself into the rocker 
with the words, Why don't you tell me what to 
do ? The familiar voice began thus : ' ' How foolish ! 
Do you not know that the joint of any machine 
by over-exercise will produce friction which causes 
the burning? Oil! Oil!" and with this she van- 
ished. I had my shoulder rubbed with white 
vaseline for several nights and took a tablespoon- 
ful of olive oil three times a day until I had used 
half a pint of it. The pain left and has not 
returned, but should it ever return from over- 
exercise I will not suffer as many minutes as I 
did days that time, for I will begin to oil. 

I cannot tell anyone what it means to have 
such a devoted spirit-friend. I would rather lose 
every relative I have on earth than to part with 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLAN^ 27 

her, for I could not live alone again. Not only 
does she help me to cure myself and others, but 
she sends me to where there is suffering so that 
I may help them. I will here give you a few of 
her messages in order that you may see what I 
mean. 

In the winter of 1907 there came a terrible 
cold spell and the snow began to fall about six 
o'clock. At 7 p. m. my supper was over and 
dishes were all washed, so the boy and myself 
had retired to the front room to watch the snow 
fall. While looking out the window the voice of 
a widow woman with whom I once had rooms, 
came to me with the words, "I am so cold." I 
turned to the boy and said, Edward, did you 
hear that? He said he heard nothing. I said, 

Mrs. L just told me that she was cold, and 

from the sound of the voice I fear she might be 
freezing, so I amgoing to take that extra money 
I have and my big oil heater and I am going to 
Master and Eleventh streets and make her com- 
fortable. I told Edward if it got too bad for me 
to return in safety that I would remain over night 
and he should be a good boy and obey the lady in 
the house who would do for him as her own until 
I could get back. So I kissed the child good-bye 
and started from my comfortable home on Thirty- 
ninth street in West Philadelphia. 

When Mrs. L came to the door and saw 

me with the oil heater she said, "Who told you 



28 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

I was cold?" I said you did, and with that she 
began to cry. She said she had been sick and 
that her roomers had been obliged to leave on 
account of her not being able to do her work or 
buy coal. So she said she thought she would 
stay the month out because the rent was paid 
in advance and that she had been keeping warm 
by the gas stove, but as she did not have the 
money to pay her gas bill the man had come and 
cut off the gas, and that when the snow com- 
menced to fall she wished for me. 

It being Saturday night I chased from place to 
place, and in an hour and a half from the time I 
left my home I boarded the car for West Phila- 
delphia, and I assure you I was much happier 

than I was when I left, for Mrs. L had light, 

heat, groceries and money enough to last her until 
she could make a change for the better. 



CHAPTER VII. 

THE LOST POSITION. 



HNE of the men living in my present neighbor- 
hood lost his position three or four weeks 
before Easter, 1913. This man had four little chil- 
dren and had lost a position paying him a salary of 
fifteen dollars per week and a commission. Lost 
it through strong drink, and like all other such 
men he had no money saved, so the loss of the 
position placed his family in immediate need. On 
Good Friday I had just returned from Mrs. 

D 's after taking her a basket of groceries. 

I was wondering what would become of the chil- 
dren as he found it so difficult to procure another 
position, when the familiar voice said, "Why 
don't you 'phone? You could get his position 
back for him." I caught my breath in surprise, 

but I almost ran to Mrs. D 's and asked her 

where her husband had worked and the name of 
the man that discharged him, telling her that I 
thought I could get the man to take him back. 

Mrs. D said he had worked at the Martin 

Beef Co. and a Mr. R put him off and he 

would never take him back, because her husband 
came near letting an auto run over the two horses 
besides being intoxicated. 



30 A VISIT TO THK ASTRAL PLANK 

I went home, called up the company, but Mr. 

R was home sick. I 'phoned to his home 

and the 'phone was taken to his bed. After 
inquiring after his health, and being assured that 
he was strong enough to talk with a stranger, I 

proceeded to plead for Mr. D . Mr. R 

said the position was filled and gave me very 
little encouragement, but said he expected to be 
in his office on Easter Monday. I asked permis- 
sion to trouble him with a 'phone message at 9 
a. m. on Monday. To this he agreed. On the 
stroke of nine I was at the 'phone to know if he 

had found anything for Mr. D . I told him 

he must not say no for the sake of Mrs. D 

and the infant in her arms, and that Mr. D 

had promised never to get intoxicated again. So 
on Tuesday morning the 'phone rang. I rushed 

to it. Mr. R said, "Mrs. Fischer, tell Fred 

D to come back at once to his old position." 

I went. He had gone in search of a position, but 
his mother found him, and by noon he was rein- 
stated and he is still there, for I saw him pass my 
door with his same wagon a few days ago. This 
is only one out of dozens she has enabled me to 
help. 

In 1906 I moved to Baltimore, taking the boy 
with me. I was making a great success as a 
healer, but the boy's father grew homesick for 
the boy. So this night I was debating in my 
mind whether I should part with the boy or 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 31 

return to Philadelphia where the boy's father 
could visit him as he had been accustomed to 
do. While in this state of meditation the familiar 
voice spoke thus: "You might as well go back to 
Philadelphia and do for Edward. Your whole 
life is to be spent in doing for others. What 
you do for the people of this world will serve 
as pillars for your mansion above, but you will 
not be allowed to stay there longer than you 
rest; you will be sent to the world of 'The Mes- 
sengers of Love' and from there back to this 
earth to heal the broken-hearted of this world." 

These words answered the question about 
which I had puzzled for two years, and not 
until this moment did I know the world I visited 
was the world of "The Messengers of Love." 

I returned to Philadelphia, and from that 
moment self was buried because living or dead 
I knew my fate; therefore I condemn wrong and 
uproot evil in the most fearless manner wher- 
ever I see or hear of it. I alleviate suffering to 
the extent of my purse, which has always been 
limited, because I do not know how to wish for 
wealth. I love the intelligent common people, 
the ones who have helped to beautify this world 
and whose names have seemingly been buried 
with their bodies. If I had a million it would 
go to alleviate suffering and to elevate the boys 
of this world. So I am contented as I am, and 
at times I am exceedingly happy, for my spirit 



32 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

friend has promised me the one wish of my heart 
before I die, and if she keeps her word, as she 
has done in all other promises, I will have a 
Home College that will accommodate at least 
fifty motherless and so-called incorrigible boys, 
but the boys must be sound in mind and body 
and of good parentage, whether rich or poor. 
There is no reason for boys with the brightest 
of intellects to be behind prison bars, when I 
could make the same boys the pride of their 
countrymen. 

In the Home College evil could not enter, we 
would ignore it and think only of the good and 
beautiful. No misdemeanor would be punished; 
we would make the offense a psychological study 
for the class and encourage the boy to try again 
and again to overcome the thought that prompted 
the wrong action on his part. If it ever became 
necessary to punish a boy he would be his own 
judge and inflict his own punishment, by select- 
ing any one of the following punishments: Weed 
the garden, sweep the lawn, sketch a scenery, 
write a composition, solve a difficult problem or 
recite a poem. 

In either case he would be losing no time 
while he was trying to correct the evil thought 
that caused him to commit the offense. The 
graduates of this Home College would be servants 
of God, with a knowledge of their heart and soul, 
as well as of books. They would be optimists and 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 33 

regard adversities as developers of character and 
real stepping stones to success. They would 
have a thorough knowledge of the government 
and all civic affairs. They would be temperate 
in everything, they would be good citizens and 
good providers with a common-sense view of life 
and a sense of brotherly love. They would have 
a thorough knowledge of business, from manual 
labor to an expert accountant or an artist, and 
above all they would possess the following attri- 
butes of character: ability, reliability, integrity, 
power of endurance, work and action, coupled 
with a clear conscience and a loving heart. 

I have told you, my readers, what my spirit 
friend has promised me; so that when you hear 
of the Home College you will know it is a gift of 
the angels, promised in 1907. (The Home College 
will be a monument to the angels and the spiritu- 
alists of this world.) I have been waiting since 
that time and I am happy to wait her time 
because I know she is getting together my helpers. 
One of them came to me in the form of my 
present husband, whom I married in 1912. He 
had been a teacher of German and a professor in 
a business college for a number of years, at 
present he is a designer and artist; so you see 
what his knowledge would mean to. my boys. 
He is also a great lover of boys. He is devoutly 
religious, but like nryself is a member of no ortho- 
dox church. We are ardent followers of Jesus, 



34 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

whose whole life can be summed up in five words, 
"Who went about doing good." Jesus did not 
content himself with simply talking good. Boys 
of all denominations will find a hearty welcome 
in the Home College when it is sent by my spirit 
friend. I am preparing and have been since 1907. 
I save everything beautiful or inspiring I can find 
in paper or book. The latest methods on educa- 
tion are being bought and laid aside, not that 
they will be followed in the Home College, but 
I will need them for reference. 



CHAPTER VIII. 

SPIRITUAL HELP INDISPENSABLE. 



npfJlTH the help of this mighty companion I 
jjjl! have changed the thoughts Jof men and 
boys after a few minutes' talk, and have shown 
them how they could turn their temptations into 
mental punching-bags upon which they might 
exercise their mental strength and increase their 
will-power and energy. I began life as a teacher 
of public school and I hope to die a teacher of 
what the world calls bad boys. 

The child with an over amount of intelligence, 
energy, will-power and industry is sure to be bad 
and uncontrollable unless that energy is properly 
directed by a skilled disciplinarian. 

For the comfort of the mothers of what the 
world calls bad boys I have annexed an article 
written by the step-son of my spirit friend, the 
boy whom I took to board in 1902. The article 
was written in 1910 and will show the power of 
correct thought as a builder of character. 

In the following paragraph will be found the 
exact words of my spirit friend concerning rein- 
carnation. : 

In October, 1913, I wrote the Philadelphia 
Theosophical Society, offering to relate my expe- 



36 A VISIT TO mn ASTRAL PLANS 

rience on the Astral Plane. The president of 
that society called to interview me on the sub- 
ject. He listened to what I had to say and then 
attempted to prove that reincarnation was the 
only thing. I told him that I knew I would 
never live in the flesh again and if I thought that 
I would have to be born in this world of sorrow 
and see people suffer and not be able to do any 
more for them than I can at present, that I 
would never be happy again, not even for one 
moment. To this he unsympathetically replied, 
that I was not consulted about my presence here 
this time and I would not be consulted about my 
reincarnation. His conversation made me so thor- 
oughly miserable that I decided I could not meet 
a body of people of similar belief; therefore I 
never visited the Theosophical Society. 

I grieved and worried over what he had said 
for two or three days and what puzzled me was 
that this man fills the spiritualist pulpit at least 
once a week and preaches to devout spiritualists. 

After I had worried myself ill my spirit friend 
spoke to me thus, "How foolish for you who 
have seen to fret over the belief of one who has 
not seen? I tell you that you will visit this 
earth frequently to heal the broken-hearted of 
the world, but you will be in your spirit body, 
not in the flesh. When a babe is born it has all 
its faculties in an undeveloped state, but the 
soul or the God-derived portion is not there until 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PI^ANE 37 

it catches its breath and fills its lungs with the 
ether or God-force of the universe, and when that 
God-force in form of a breath leaves the babe or 
the grown-up person it is said to be dead. If 
one develops the soul or the God-derived portion 
by loving deeds of kindness, good works, self- 
conquest, faith and industry, he will build for 
himself an indestructible ether body into which 
his breath will enter on leaving the human body, 
and he will have what is known as life eternal. 
If he fails to develop the soul and permits it to 
deteriorate until it perishes, the human being may 
become more brutal than the lower animals. 
When such a person dies it is like the blowing 
out of a candle, and the out-going breath mingles 
again with the God-force of the universe, and as 
every infant gets its first breath from the same 
source, in that sense some people may be said to 
be reincarnated over and over again until they 
have built for themselves a spirit-body in which 
to reside eternally. In this spirit-body it will 
continue to progress in order to become righteous 
enough to look upon the face of the Creator who 
gave it being in the beginning. 

"Pure thought is the language of God, and some 
day thought transference will be perfected to such 
an extent that we will be able to talk from one 
universe to another as we use the wireless at the 
present day from station to station. 



38 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANK 

' ' With men this may seem incredulous, but with 
God all things are possible, there are a small 
number of persons at the present day that may 
be said to walk and talk with God, so be not 
disturbed by the belief of a materialist be he 
ever so learned." With these words she ceased 
speaking and from that moment the President 
and his reincarnation became a thing of the past 
with me and I became my own happy self as I 
was previous to his visit. 

In closing I would say that the messages given 
in this book are simply to illustrate the comfort 
and happiness as well as usefulness of a highly 
developed spiritual life, and what it means to 
have grown worthy of a spirit friend that sticketh 
closer than a brother. I could not nor would not 
live without her. I earnestly recommend to those 
persons seeking spiritual knowledge that they 
meditate daily on the following quotations and 
study as well as read Heart and Soul Culture 
which can be bought from A. L. Fischer, Room 
222 Mutual Life Building, Philadelphia, Pa. The 
book contains 2 1 8 pages, cloth binding and retails 
for one dollar. 



CHAPTER IX. 

QUOTATIONS FOR DAILY MEDITATION. 

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see 
God.— Matt. 5 : 8. 

Let your light so shine before men, that they 
may see your good works and glorify your Father 
which is in Heaven. — Matt. 5 : 42. 

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be 
called the children of God.— Matt. 5: 16. 

But I say unto you love your enemies, bless 
them that curse you, do good to them that hate 
you, and pray for them which despitefully use 
you and persecute you. — Matt. 5 : 44. 

A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, 
neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. 
—Matt. 7: 18. 

Ye shall know them by their fruit. — Matt. 7:16. 

Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye 
shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto 
you. — Matt. 7:7. 

Judge not, that ye be not judged. — Matt. 7:1. 

Take no thought for the morrow; for the 
morrow shall take thought for the things of 
itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. 
—Matt. 6:34. 



40 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain 
mercy. — Matt. 5:7. 

Give to him that asketh of thee, and from him 
that would borrow of thee turn not thou away. — 
Matt. 5:42. 

But lay up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, 
where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt and 
where thieves do not break through nor steal. 
—Matt. 6:20. 

The path of the just is as a shining light, that 
shineth more and more unto the perfect day. — 
Prov. 4:18. 

He that giveth, let him do it with simplicity; 
he that sheweth mercy, with cheerfulness. — 
Rom. 12: 8. 

Whoso off ereth praise glorifieth me ; and to him 
that ordereth his conversation aright will I shew 
the salvation of God. — Ps. 50: 23. 

The truth shall make you free. — John 8: 32. 

Speak evil of no man. — Titus 3:2. 

And this I say unto you, walk in the spirit. — 
Gal. 5: 16. 

Blessings are upon the head of the just. — 
Prov. 10:6. 

Neglect not the gift that is in thee. — I Tim. 
4: 14 

All things are possible to him that believeth. — 
Mark 9: 23. 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE} 41 

And I will pour out in those days of my spirit 
and they shall prophesy. — Acts 2: 18. 

Ye know not what manner of spirit ye are of. — 
Luke 9: 55. 

The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord. — 
Prov. 20:27. 

There is a spirit in man and the inspiration of 
the Almighty giveth them understanding. — Job. 
32:8. 

There are diversities of gifts, but the same 
spirit. — I Cor. 12:4. 

It is God that girdeth me with strength and 
maketh nry way perfect. — Ps. 18: 32. 

And He sent them to preach the Kingdom of 
God and to heal the sick. — Luke 9:2. 

Use one quotation daily. Meditate thereon for 
at least five minutes. 



Tne Following Article was Written 
ty tne 

Stepson or My Spirit Friend 

Tne Article is Important 
Because it Proves tne Power of 

Correct Thought 

As a Builder of Character and a Developer 
of Mind and Body 



A BOY'S LIFE REVOLUTIONIZED BY 
CORRECT THOUGHT. 

In relating this experience it is my desire to 
let everyone know just what correct thought did 
for me. The greater part of my early boyhood 
was spent in an Episcopal Home in Waverly, a 
suburb of -Baltimore, Md., where I remained until 
eight years of age. While there I never showed a 
bit of intelligence, my mind was exceedingly 
childish and not susceptible to study of any kind. 

I was sent to the district school with the boys 
of the Institution at nine o'clock in the morning, 
before noon- time I would be back at the Home 
with a note of complaint. I would of course 
receive the regular punishment for such an offense 
and be sent back to school. I would remain 
changed for a few days because I had a strong 
dislike for all kinds of punishment, especially 
that of being kept from my play. However I 
would soon forget the consequences of my mis- 
behavior and there would be a repetition of the 
offense. 

The only truthful and possible excuse for my 
condition was my inability to concentrate on any 
subject. This was much aggravated by my poor 
health and extreme nervousness. I could no more 



46 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANK 

think of sitting still for five minutes than I could 
think of flying, and this was most frequently the 
cause of my being sent from the school-room. 
As a proof of my extreme nervousness, which at 
times seemed involuntary, I would attempt to 
study a lesson, read a book or remain quiet for 
a short time, now, mind you, with an earnest 
desire to be quiet. At the expiration of a few 
minutes I would feel a twitching sensation run- 
ning through my whole body accompanied by a 
sudden disinterest in what I was doing. I would 
jump up impulsively as though impelled by some 
mysterious force and do something mischievous. 
I possessed no self-control because my nerves 
were weak, no power of concentration because 
my mind was untrained and no health because 
my body was not governed properly by my mind. 
Mine was indeed a grievous condition and it was 
not ameliorated by my surroundings or the people 
with whom I came in contact. My faults were 
corrected by penal punishment, but the real, tan- 
gent reason was not sought out and explained. I 
needed attention unlike the other boys received. 
I was like the sensitive plant that requires excep- 
tional care in order to thrive or flourish. The 
punishment I received only irritated my condi- 
tion, and I would have undoubtedly perished like 
an insufficiently nourished vine if it had not 
been for the change which took place soon after 
my eighth birthday. 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 47 

I had a kind, considerate father who thought 
all the world of me and he knew that I was not 
receiving proper care. It was his custom to call 
to see me every Sunday, but one Saturday after- 
noon the assistant matron informed me that my 
father was in the study waiting to see me. I was 
so surprised that I could hardly believe her, for 
I had never known him to call on Saturday, 
besides it was contrary to the rules of the Insti- 
tution. On entering the study I was immediately 
relieved of all doubt, for he was there in earnest 
conversation with the head matron. My father 
told me he had come to take me away, that he 
had found a better place for me. I went into 
ecstacy over the information, for somehow I 
knew intuitively, I suppose, that I was going 
to a better place. Thus I received the first inti- 
mation of my future, and what a grand and 
glorious future it did prove to be. All during 
the ride on the car, that was conveying me to 
my new home, I was assiduously inquiring about 
the particulars of it. 

My father good-naturedly satisfied my inquisi- 
tiveness by telling me that he was going to put 
me in the hands of a good Christian lady who 
would take the best care of me, in short be a 
mother to me — and a good, good mother she has 
proven herself to be. She has never said one 
cross word unnecessarily or administered one 



48 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 

punishment without justification during the 
whole eight years I have boarded with her. 

When we reached the house and rang for 
admittance a woman came to the door ; I reached 
up spontaneously and kissed her without know- 
ing whether she was the one in whose care I was 
to be placed, she won my confidence instantly. 
There was something about her whole appear- 
ance that seemed to draw me to her. Her face 
beamed with the radiance of love and kindness 
and it was these beautiful characteristics that 
made me love and respect her as I did. 

My improvement was slow at first, although I 
liked the change and felt a strong desire to do 
better. I had not divested myself of my physical 
and mental weaknesses which so handicapped me 
in everything I undertook to do. My benefac- 
tress set herself about to strengthen the weak 
body and to obliterate other deficiencies and build 
for me a strong body which would be capable of 
promoting mental stamina. 

This lady adopted the plan of treating me 
mentally by means of suggestion while I was 
under the influence of natural sleep. She affirmed 
that I would have increase of energy and vitality, 
she denied the presence of weakness and disease, 
and affirmed the presence of strength and perfect 
health. 

Special attention was paid to the preparing of 
my food, which consisted of vegetables, cereals, 



A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANE 49 

nuts and fruits, no meat being used, although I 
was given all the milk and eggs I desired. Certain 
physical exercises were used, and deep breathing 
was practiced several times a day. With such 
attention I could not help acquiring perfect 
health. I was thus treated unconsciously, but 
to show how rapid and effectual the treatment 
was, in a few months my body began to assume 
larger proportions and grew rapidly stronger, my 
face filled out and my mind grew less fluctuating. 
My disposition changed for I was learning to 
obey, that is while in her sight. 

Progress was slow but ever so sure. We are 
all familiar with the words, "Rome was not built 
in a day," well it was just so with my persevering 
architect, but perseverance will conquer if allied 
with a strong will and determination, as it finally 
did in my case. I honestly believe that if my 
instructor could have worked without opposition 
she would have accomplished her undertaking 
much sooner, as it was she met with opposition 
on every side. My father remembering that I 
was born of a consumptive mother declared I 
was bound to be afflicted with the disease through 
heredity. "Nonsense," she would say, "there is 
no such thing as heredity, any condition, mental 
or physical, can be changed by changing the mode 
of thinking and living." She was at last successful, 
for at my present age of sixteen I am perfectly 
developed and I thank her persistency for it. 



50 A VISIT TO THE ASTRAL PLANER 

Then there was an old lady living in the house 
with us, a Mrs. Taylor by name, who happened 
to be present when I was being scolded about 
some mischievous act. My lecturer said some- 
thing about the principle of the thing when this 
old lady exclaimed, with the air of the impossible 
in her tones, ' ' You trying to put principle in that 
boy? Why he will never have any principle, he 
is a veritable Jack the Ripper." 

My lecturer said nothing in immediate reply, 
but smiled in her quiet, persevering way and 
quietly said, "Oh, yes! we'll get it there." Well, I 
can hardly blame this good old lady for what 
she said about me, for she had seen me do so 
many terrible and audacious things that I guess 
she thought my reformation well nigh impossible. 

There was also the difficulty about school to be 
overcome. I was continually being complained of 
on account of my inattention and misbehavior, so 
that at last my care-taker decided to teach me 
herself. This was all I needed, my power of con- 
centration increased and my memory improved 
rapidly, so much that when I returned to public 
school I had to go only two years before I grad- 
uated from the Belmont Grammar School with 
honors. I have become inseparably attached to 
all my studies and I am considered a fine scholar 
in literature, history and French language by my 
teacher at the Central Manual Training School. 
I have developed a fine thinking capacity, a 



A VISIT TO TH3 ASTRAL PLANE 51 

strong power of concentration, a good disposi- 
tion, in short, all of the qualities necessary to 
make a success of life, and I shall be everlast- 
ingly grateful to this lady for what she has done 
for me. 

To illustrate the greatness of her many achieve- 
ments with me I will cite an event which took 
place in Camden, N. J., in 1904. The Professor 
of a certain Business College had heard of me 
and said he would like to try me in arithmetic. 
I was taken to his college. I worked several 
problems in fractions, percentage, simple and 
compound interest. The Professor was greatly 
astonished and called the teacher of business 
arithmetic and he said, "I do believe the boy 
can do as well as some of our students in the 
graduating class." I was ten years of age and I 
suppose it was wonderful, specially so in my case 
because my mental foundation had been so weak 
in the beginning. 

Now everyone can see and be convinced that 
this woman, who was a stranger to me when I 
came to her for a better home, has done more 
for me than the average mother would have done. 
I intend to repay her some day and I have resolved 
to have her act always as my spiritual guide, and 
while she exists here materially I shall love, rev- 
erence and respect her in thought, word and 
action. I will remain a strict adherent to all 
her teachings which have proven to be so bene- 



52 A VISIT TO The astral plane 

ficial to me. I realize that the magnetic and 
spiritual force she has instilled in me will, if 
used judiciously, prove an irresistible claim to 
success. 

Edward Des Roche, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 



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